Sunday, January 22, 2012

otherworld

night is in your eyes...stars and mystery...and in your voice the summer green...your hands are gentle wings...there is wildness in your mouth...the rapture of the northern lights dance from your heart...the moon rises from your belly bowl...your thighs are hills framing the dark pool of you...your feet are the singing bonfire of the beach...

in this place of you i stay...touching wing to wing...soul to soul...in this blessed nest of love...